ARIANA
“I guess we're here,” Juliana said as soon as the ride stops. There was this light that shone on us once the bus stopped.
That was when I noticed that we were actually in a big bus with a lot of other kidn*pped girls. Some looked and others looked like they'd gone through series of torture and some looked fine— Or they were just new comers like me.
My heart broke for them, knowing that no one deserves to be in this kind of situation and I kept wishing that I could do anything to help them.
“We have to get going,” Juliana's voice snaps me out of my trance. I turned to look at her and that was when I saw her face clearly.
She didn't even look like someone that's been kidn*pped. Yeah, she had bruises and got clothes tattered but her face and skin color was still beautiful as ever.
